no not every day
is an amazing day.
that’s ok.
no maybe almost none
of your days
are amazing.
that’s ok.
a handful of
amazing days
makes for a
rich lifetime.
most days are
average.
normal.
even mundane.
today i placed
frozen chicken nuggets
and tater tots
into a small
propane-fired
oven.
thrilling.
i felt a
small thrill
at this,
this preparation of
junk food,
this acceptance
that, yes, i am
making the choice to
eat this food.
it isn’t good thinking
on my part,
no,
not necessarily
healthy behavior
but i am no less
thrilled.
not every day
is amazing
and tomorrow
i plan on going to
a hardware store
to buy some light bulbs
and i looked at
the weather forecast
and it’s calling for
rain so today i will
re-heat frozen sections
of potato and chicken
and a whole host of
preservatives and
flavorings.
i will cocoon myself
in layers of normalcy
and junk food,
readying myself for
tomorrow’s task.
light bulbs and
rain gear.
junk food and
acceptance.
poor choices and
a day not at all
amazing, which is
amazing,
which is
amazing, which is
amazing.
